the autist

the autist

my last post
leaving it behind
no regrets

in hiding
a civil discourse
yet remains

wishful thought
honest dialogue
on a star

the high road
reaching with wonder
here I am

on the chin
yearning the best view
taking it

the owl hoots
nestled in the oak
moonlight drifts

caring less
except the crickets
no response

the high road
narrow and winding
step by step

The Insomniac Writer / The Blogging Owl

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